Come Back to Me

"Tracy..."

He didn't notice his anxiety in his tone.

Her way was blocked by Brody. When Tracy was going to push away Brody who was standing in front of the door, she found that she was so weak that she was held into his arms.

He held her soft hand.

Brody frowned and shouted at her angrily, "can't you speak?"

Looking at her pale and stubborn face, he had some inexplicable feelings in his heart.

His heart trembled with the bleeding hand.

As she caught the subtext of his words, she gave a bitter and beautiful smile and said, "Brody, I don't care about your pity at all."

She tried to withdraw her hand, but it was too soft to lift a little bit of strength.

The porcelain seemed to be getting deeper and deeper.

Brody carefully held up both of her hands to see, which hurt Tracy deeply.

"Ray, fetch a bowl of water and a knife from the kitchen." Turning around, Brody said softly to Ray.

Ray nodded his head obediently.

With his brows furrowed, he bent over to check her palm.

The bloody shredded porcelain was inserted into her flesh.

"Does it hurt?"

Brody looked at Tracy and said.

His tone was a kind of pampering blame.

He seemed to be complaining about her unruly behavior.

He was complaining that she didn't take good care of herself.

"It's none of your business." Tracy said while withdrawing her hands back

She stared at him stubbornly, and her eyes were full of disgust.

"Tracy Don't be so ungrateful! "

He shouted angrily and felt uncomfortable when she looked at him in disgust.

"That's ridiculous."

She turned her head.

After a few seconds, Tracy ran towards the door through Brody's inattention.

"Come here?"

Seeing that Tracy was about to run to the door. Brody pulled a long face.

Then, he grabbed her arm and pulled her inside. At this moment, on the floor of the study, on the ground, Tracy's clothes and even her little face were stained with blood.

Brody's hands were scarlet with blood too. He directly lifted her to his chest when he saw that Tracy was stubbornly glaring at him again.

Pulling the chair aside.

Ray nodded to Brody and walked out quietly when he sent the basin and the knife.

He didn't even cast a glance at Tracy from beginning to end.

However, there was sadness on Tracy's face

Roy was just a kid, but he had already learned how to pretend to be nice to others. The fierceness and coldness of Ray in front of Tracy was in sharp contrast to his obedience in front of Brody.

Ray were two boy.

"Ah --"

her palm brought her back to

face crumpled because of the pain and she withdrew her hand

was stopped by Brody forcibly. "Don't move." he

coldly, frowning.

to take the pieces out, he had to cut them

Would hurt.

the pale face of Tracy, and his heart trembled

couldn't bear to see her in such a

"No --"

as the point of the knife touched her hand,

sharp knife, not to mention the knife directly

the same time, she tried to take her hand back, but failed, because her hand was tightly held by Brody.

while, the blood stained

were full of fear

"You know it hurts?"

You don't have to be sarcastic

out the last word, she took a leap from the chair to

Tracy's hand was dyed red by blood again, Brody lost

"Have a seat --"

of threatening

more stubborn than before.

"No --"

shook her head.

she looked at him coldly, "Brody, are you worried

looked at him ironically.

It seemed that he remembered what he was doing after being reminded

pulled her to a

care about you? How Shamless you

He snorted.

so furious that he tightly pressed on

tie you

to

so much and the bleeding had not stopped for such

dizzy as if she was

"A little bit painful..."

said with hesitation.

beat when he saw the

little pain flashed through

but she was still unwilling to

in her eyes, Tracy didn't say

painful,

Then he made up his mind and said.

the sharp knife at the wound on

Tracy stared at the dagger intending to be

of fear rose from the bottom of his

was also because her own thought

was to be stabbed into her body, it must be shaken back and forth in her flesh. Cut the wound on

"Hmm --"

was stuck in her palm, Tracy almost let out a scream, but

her teeth, she hummed.

"Clap -"

dripped on Brody's hand and made a clear

was her tears

of the knife. He was a little hesitant when he felt the liquid on his hand. But soon he made up his

gritted her teeth and pierced the knife a few

tightly, while the sharp pain in her palm seemed to affect her whole

feel the knife

tangle to twisted. Because of the pain, her whole body could not help but twist on the

finally could

were cut and bleeding.

to cry out several times to stop

"Idiot --"

Tracy, Brody finally couldn't do anything to her. Annoyed, he stared